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Blair and Giovanni looked at each other unaware and strode inside the cargo ship. In a large room which was all empty, they examined it thoroughly when Diego said, "Look at this..." as soon as Blair walked forward with Pablo next to her, she and him both were astonished to see. The numbers were drawn on the wall with the red spray. "616..." she murmured as both Pablo and Blair exchanged surprised looks. "What the fuck!" Blair spoke fuming with anger. "What?" the stepbrother spoke expressionlessly. "616... it's the sign. The room number on the fifth avenue of Julio was 616," Pablo spoke worried.

Even if I had to wait until after I left the pack. Going back up to my room, I set to work on doing some research. I had asked Tate if there was any type of way I could access information on other packs or even just the werewolf community. He showed me a platform that was separate from humans but had pretty much all the information about werewolves I would possibly need. Apparently, our kind had our own server so we can keep up with what is happening around the different parts of the world. There were even some news reports about major events and even a chat room for werewolves. I didn’t think it would have been this convenient.